Changing Seasons

With fall encroaching on us, I find myself preparing for the colder weather by breaking out the heavier clothing.  Classes are starting up again, Egg nog will be available soon, and people are beginning their financial planning in order to get their kids some gifts this year.  Eventually, the leaves will begin to change their color, and the so-called "leafers" will clog up the New England area in order to achieve what one might call "transcendentalism".

One of the classes I enrolled in for the fall semester focuses on the fundamentals of writing.  I'm only taking the class to get a better understanding of what it means to write, and how I can channel such an ability into my future career.  Although I have considered a career in Writing, I feel it will only be a hobby that I will take up later in life.

My other class focuses on the business industry, and what it means to be an entrepreneur.  It states that many people who set out on the path of business ownership/leadership are too scared to take risks, and therefore do a bad job setting one up and running it properly.  Business owners nowadays are too scared to attempt bringing their company to the next level.

I suppose I can use this blog as a way to exercise my writing muscle...I'll probably need help from the textbook too.

Ant-Sized

Scientists estimate that the universe is approximately 12 to 14 billion years old, and that the earth is roughly 4.5 billion years old.  That being said, we have a big problem...

Think of how small our earth is in relation to the size of the known universe.  If the "big bang" is forcing the universe to expand constantly, that means we, theoretically speaking, are getting smaller by the second.

Now, think of our size and lifespan in comparison to the universe.  We are, undeniably, complete assholes.

Why do we fight?  What is a daily argument compared to 12 billion years of existence?  It's quite literally a blink of an eye.  I've always considered myself a pacifist, but when it comes to world peace, I couldn't be any more supportive.  Oceans of blood have been spilled throughout our earth's existence, and entire races have been exterminated, but for what?  For a small piece of power that quite literally means nothing in the long run.

The leaders of today need to take a look at the bigger picture.  Through sheer nature alone, people change.  They have different opinions of what's right and what's wrong, and they defend those opinions like a lioness defends her cub.  If that is not complete and total naivety, I don't know what is.  Perhaps it's an enlarged sense of entitlement that make people think everything they do is okay.

The fact of the matter is that life is over in a flash.  Do what you can, when you can, and however you can.  It's not a nuclear arms race, it's life.  Yours could be over tomorrow.

That brings up another point:

What's the deal with reincarnation?  Is it too crazy to think that we can just be..."born again"?  Our life began in an instant...who's to say it's not possible for it to happen again?

New Beginnings

The past 8 years of my life I've lived in this town.  I know every which way around town like the back of my hand.  I've had good times, bad times, and exceedingly illegal times.  If it weren't for Meredith, I wouldn't be who I am today.  Call me corny, but life changes you in ways you wouldn't necessarily understand at first.

I officially move out of Meredith in a week.  Call me passionate, foolish, or even bat-shit crazy, but there is more to life than just Meredith.  I want to experience what it's like to live with a woman you love.  I've never done that before...

What's even more staggering is that my best friend Ryan has moved as of yesterday.  He didn't even say goodbye; he just up and left.  Not a word.  After 8 or 9 years of friendship, he left without saying a single, solitary goddamn word.

I guess life has a way of making you feel small every once in awhile.

Let's consider this my first step into a new life.